You Know It's the Night Before the Last Day

I know it's almost the last day when my trunk looks like a garden. 

I have all of these plants lining the windows of my classroom all year. It looks too plain when they all come down so I wait until the night before the last day. 

Scott always comes with me. We load the plants into the car. He helps me with some last minute stashing things in my closet to make it all set, and them my exhausted self goes home, showers, and falls into a deep sleep ready for the last day the very next day.